Farmer Meditation, Unedited, March 4, 2016

Drop the racket. Think the ball.

So this is how I meant to use this page, to share these 4 AM thoughts as they come in raw form, before culling and cutting and polishing and upthinking them into book format. I was sitting, aware of the forward movement of consciousness. Rough, but fun to share, as we all work through this together.

As certain as the wave of consciousness advances – at a pace at which we are by nature attuned – so reality assembles, sure as sunrise. We worry about our role, our adequacy, and the worry and stress take their toll on our bodies and lives. We live at odds with reality in the physical realm, like opponents, anticipating and reacting from the other side of a line, our rackets always ready in our hands. But our job is not to compete. Our job is to think with it, to merge with it, to help steer it, and, sure as sunrise, to let it come.